The black dust lifted like a feather and all landed on a distant rooftop and heard the whispers of Fate and replied "That man, It won't be the last we see of him? I suppose, if I must" She replied to her scythe as if she were talking to a real person, having a conversation with them. It seemed that when people saw her talking with Fate then she noticed that they seemed uncomfortable, so she always spoke to them in private. Before long she would follow the man Fenris closely but out of sight with magic.